I'm a dragon sparrow in Tokyo

Chapter 15 The Luck Player
[Record: You participated in a four-player mahjong match, ranked first, winning points +2]

After all the poker games at this table were over, the four of them got up one by one, and the person who came to the front desk to register for promotion was Jiang Xu.

The cashier brother wrote down Jiang Xu's name in the notebook, then wrote 8-2 Jiang Xu's note on a piece of paper, and stuffed it into the lottery tube beside it.

This means that Jiang Xu is the winner of the second round of the eighth table.

"After all the promotion personnel are confirmed in a while, the second round opponent will still be determined by drawing lots. Remember to hear your name clearly after a while."

The cashier boy explained.

All four nodded.

It seemed that the other three were not planning to leave early.

"Xu-jun, come on!"

The little brother even raised his hand to give Jiang Xu a cheering gesture.

"Well, definitely." Jiang Xu smiled.

"Please remember the etiquette of watching the battle, thank you!"

The cashier boy looked up at the few people, frowned and scolded.

"Private Marseille, private Marseille!"

Both apologized.

Turning around and looking around for a week, Jiang Xu finally noticed.

At this time, in the two-story building of Quezhuang, there were nearly 150 contestants who signed up, plus the spectators who came to eat melons.

There are some spectators standing on the edge of the several card tables near the exit, where they do not disturb the players.

But apart from the crisp sound of mahjong collisions in the whole environment, there was not much noise.

The quality is indeed extremely high, but Jiang Xu always feels that there is some invisible atmosphere lingering, which makes people involuntarily restrain their thoughts of speaking.

This kind of atmosphere is very similar to the deep and solemn atmosphere in those temples, Taoist temples, and shrines.

Jiang Xu fixed his eyes on the altar near the wall in the center of Que Zhuang.

The curling green smoke dissipates invisible when it rises not far from the incense head, and blends into the air, leaving an extremely faint fragrance.

Coincidentally, a table of cards ended.

After Jiang Xu saw a few people get up, a few familiar white strands of air flow actually left the card table, were drawn by an inexplicable attraction, gathered in the direction of the altar, and got into the front cover of the altar on the altar. Inside that white board.

Suddenly, a faint, unformed dot appeared in the center of the card.

If the dots were really formed, the whiteboard would look a lot like a pie.

[Blank Luck Seal: In the process of pulling and dissipating luck.Cumulative degree - 6% per cake]

That white board card is actually absorbing luck?
Jiang Xu was a little taken aback.

In the next second, there was another flower in front of his eyes, and his vision returned to normal.

Shaking his head, he wiped his face and rubbed his eyes.

Jiang Xu was sure that he did not have hallucinations.

As for what I saw just now, it will definitely appear on other tables.

Jiang Xu walked into the arena and observed the game that was still being played.

Their table ended quickly, because Jiang Xu was the only one who played two rounds in a row, and only played six rounds.

And at some poker tables where the battles are tense, one player will play two or even three rounds in a row. It looks like there are four rounds in the east, but in fact it will take nearly ten rounds, so it will naturally be much slower.

Therefore, in the first round, only a quarter of the dealers will be played, and only one player will be promoted. This is also limited by time and has no choice.

Randomly found a card table with a large number of onlookers.

Jiang Xu glanced at the game. It was in the middle of the game. The dealer stood upright, and the other three players gave up. It seemed that there was nothing special about it. Why were so many people watching?
Is it because someone is handsome?
Jiang Xu glanced at the four players on the poker table again.

Except for the office workers who are sitting in the manor, wearing suits and leather shoes, with serious faces, as if they are in a meeting instead of playing mahjong, they are all ordinary.

When he was wondering, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a few sticks on the dealer's right hand from the corner of his eye.

How many sticks represent how many fields are now in progress.

Jiang counted, and there were actually four sticks!
This means that the game has progressed to four rounds, and the game fee has reached a full 1200 points.

so lucky?
Before Jiang Xu had time to be surprised, he heard a cry.

"Rong."

Just after the previous player played an eight-suo, the office worker in a suit directly pushed down the hand card, and turned over the Libao card indicator with a flat face.

"Lizhi, Pinghu, Duanyao, Dorayi, Chidorayi, Ridorayi."

"30 symbols and 6 fan, 18000 points, 1200 points for the field fee, 19200 points in total."

The office worker lowered his head slightly, and said calmly to the pale-faced Shangjia.

Even though Hu Pai has such a big hand, his expression has not changed at all, like a social animal that has been smoothed out by life with all unnecessary emotions.

"Hi, hi!"

Shangjia's complexion turned pale, as if he had been frightened, and he grabbed all the sticks from the stick box with trembling hands.

"No, I'm sorry, my points are cleared, but I'm still short of 1600 points."

"It's okay, it's enough to clarify the points, we can go to the front desk to report."

The office worker turned his head and said in a slightly blunt tone.

Although it doesn't matter what he said, it feels like he is angry that the other party dares to owe him a stick.

"Private Marseille, private Marseille, ah no, Arigado, Arigado."

Shang Jia, who owed someone a good point, subconsciously apologized first, and then reacted, nodding hurriedly to express his thanks.

It can be seen that he is under great pressure now, and has almost become an answering machine.

Not only him, but the other two people at the table are also under great pressure.

Until the office workers in suits got up and left, and went to the front desk to report.

They all breathed a sigh of relief and spread out on the chairs.

"The pressure of playing poker with this gentleman is just too much."

"Yeah, it's like a typhoon whistling one after another, and the continuous villages one after another, making people breathless."

"I feel like he's a card-playing robot." A player whispered, "I noticed that his card effect is always at a super high level, and he can draw and win cards super fast. Is he really a human brain? Calculated so fast!"

After hearing what they said, Shang Jia couldn't help interjecting with a wry smile and said, "How can you be as stressed as I am? There were 6 small rounds in the whole game. I fired the gun three times, and the points directly became negative."

"You guys don't know, when I heard his 'Rong', my soul almost jumped out of fright. It's not my fault, it's my own fault. Just now, I had a little thought of playing cards, so I let it go."

Shangjia sighed again, "After today's game, I don't want to play mahjong again for ten days and a half months. It's better to finish it sooner. I'll go back."

The people who eat melons around are also talking about it.

"The second round of the Eastern Conference is over, which is really rare."

"Yeah, if I was fired instead, I wouldn't want to play poker for a week."

Hearing these discussions, Jiang Xu was also a little surprised.

It turned out to be five games in a row in the second round of the East, clearing one person's chips and winning directly.

If it's not really good luck, then it's because of his poker skills, and the trend of all the games is in his calculations.

This office worker is very likely to be a master!

Jiang Xu secretly remembered this information, and planned to pay more attention to the opponent in the next round of competition.

If he guessed wrong, and office workers were just lucky players, they would not be able to get far.

However, Jiang Xu has not forgotten his other purpose, Bai Si, oh no, the white luck silk.

After everyone leaves and goes to other tables to watch the game.

A longer strand of air, but almost transparent, floated up towards the altar.

After that, he looked at a few more tables. For some reason, he couldn't see anything abnormal at the table where the game was being played, but after the game was over, he could see wisps of white luck threads floating out.

If he was right, this kind of airflow thread was produced in all the games.

But today's him is no different from yesterday's him.

The only difference today's poker game is competitive, although not so formal.

So, luck can only be born in competitive competitions?

There is too little information to draw any conclusions.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that this world is really not that simple.

Looking back, he glanced at the deep and remote shrine quietly surrounded by hazy smoke.

Jiang Xu couldn't help but a thought rose in his heart.

Could it be that the gods are also real?

After 15 minutes, the first round of the game finally came to an end.

128 people, four into one, 32 finalists were determined.

These 32 qualifiers will play a full one and a half bankers in the second round, and the top two in each table will advance to the top 16.

The start time is 5 minutes later.

So, stay tuned, the Rose Cup round of [-] is about to start!
(End of this chapter)